Friday, June 4, 2004

Incommunicado

First, I want to wish a happy birthday to my 17-year-old nephew Tim. You mean the world to me.

The American Dream baffles me. How did such a lie become so pervasive around the globe? The only thing more laughable is the Protestant work ethic brought over on that ship of inbred fools. If all colonizers are sexual deviants, as Andrei Codrescu claims, then why couldn’t the good sexual deviants colonize this lost continent? Of course, I’d be happy if just one good sexual deviant attempted to plant a flag on my fertile soil. Sigh.

I have been working so hard these past few days, and I still have so far to go. Reacquainting myself with my reader & writer selves. Very pleased with the new CD as well as the cover design. Filled with anxiety, loneliness, and a bit of boredom, however. And a strong desire not to talk to anyone, especially those who would sidetrack and/or hijack me and my time. I’m not looking forward to this weekend even though I should be excited about the several free films that will be shown as part of the Asian Film Festival. Instead, I feel blech and want to sleep till Monday.

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